Ryokan, a Zen master, lived the simplest kind of life in a little hut at the foot of a mountain. One evening a thief visited the hut only to discover there was nothing to steal.
Ryokan returned and caught him. "You have come a long way...
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Waking up to what is utterly immediate, completely
unavoidable and impossible to doubt – this ever-present, ever-changing
Here / Now that remains when every belief falls away – the simplicity of
what is: the sounds of traffic, the smell of rain, a tingling in the
feet, the hum of a vacuum cleaner, the cheeping of a bird, rain
splashing in the street – colors, shapes, sensations – appearing,
disappearing – breathing-seeing-hearing-sensing-thinking-awaring –
dreaming, waking – this seamless and boundless unicity that never comes,
never goes, and never stays the same.

Thought divides this boundlessness up into mind and body,
form and emptiness, awareness and content, relative and absolute,
spiritual and mundane, enlightenment and delusion, self and other. The
dividing lines are always conceptual and imaginary. Reality is seamless,
undivided and nondual. There is diversity and variation in reality, but
not separation. Opposites are inseparable aspects of one whole. You
cannot have up without down.

In the story of my life as a person, something always seems
to be lacking. This phantom "me" feels separate and incomplete and
tries desperately to get somewhere and become somebody. Finally, this
"self" may seek enlightenment, striving for its own disappearance. But
what exactly is this self? Was it ever here to begin with?

Is there really somebody at the center of this present experiencing Here / Now, somebody
who is authoring "my" thoughts, making "my" choices and calling the
shots in "my" life, or does every thought, intention, impulse, action
and reaction appear here in the same way that the brain, the breath, the
wind, the clouds, the trees, and the galaxies appear here?

Is clarity or confusion personal, does it have an owner, or
is there simply weather appearing and disappearing, sometimes clear and
sometimes cloudy? Can a mirage wake up from a mirage? Is there somebody to liberate, or is liberation simply the realization that boundlessness includes and is absolutely everything – the light and the dark, the contracted experiences and the expanded ones?

This boundless emptiness or unicity cannot be grasped or
possessed, but it is always already fully present, for it is all there
is. There is nothing else. Reality is completely inescapable and thus
completely unattainable, for there is nothing apart from it to find it
or lose it. It is what you cannot not be. If you are searching for it,
the very searching is already it.

Waking to the here and now??No, just sit and practice ... awareness ... attention to the here and nowWhen you have achieve that the you may see some changes in your perception.Other wise, you're just spouting words from your thinking .... hahaha

Quote: "Waking to the here and now??No, just sit and practice ... awareness ... attention to the here and nowWhen you have achieve that the you may see some changes in your perception.Other wise, you're just spouting words from your thinking .... hahaha".........Well until now you don't know I am not thinking?...lol